Poems By Ngozi Olivia Osuoha

 THERE IS GOD

In

I am afraid of life

Because it is a mystery

But I will make history.

I am afraid of friends

Because they are humans

But I will love them.

I am scared of tomorrow

Because it is unknown,

But I am hopeful.

I am troubled about the world

Because leaders are unfaithful,

And things change for worse

But there is God.

FEAR

Fear is a hole

It makes nothing whole.

Fear is a rocket

It scars the pocket.

Fear is a game

It can bring shame.

Fear is a price

It can come thrice.

Fear is a grass

It can burn the mass.

Fear is complex

It can tower to the apex

And cause a reflex.

LOVE

Love is humble

It makes royal,

Love is marble

It remains loyal.

A game of heart

Drawing the art,

Linking the chart

Clearing the mart.

If you make it a gamble

It will crumble

And leave you in shamble.

If you make it a garden

It will harden

And grow vegetations.

Love is a platform

It can reform,

Killing the worm

And cankerworm.

HATE

A day of hate

Destroys a destiny,

A time of rage

Kills a destination.

Hate is a ladder

It gets one madder,

Hate never makes gladder

And it pops up the bladder.

Hate strangles dreams

And embitters streams,

Hate buries hope

And murders the scope.

Hate is an enemy

It smokes like the chimney,

And hits the kidney.

Hate is a cage

It does much damage,

And leaves many in bondage

Throwing others into the drainage.

Beware of love

Be kind, do not hate

Then you will not fear

Because there is God.

MY COUNTRY

Come, cry for me

For I am troubled, so troubled

Come, cry with me

For I am in pain, so pained,

Painted, fainted, a dirty painting

A fainting that is draining me.

My country burns, burning in flames

My homeland mourns, mourning in shame

My fatherland is quaking

Quaking loud and aloud

Shaking the cloud and crowd.

Pray for me please, please I pray thee

My land bleeds in greed

Lives waste in hundreds

Tears overflow daily

Fears gather amidst

Nothing, nobody is safe,

Please pray for me, my people, and my country.

IN THE WINGS OF VIOLENCE

Hear the wind rage

See the rain raging

The thunder strikes 

Lightning gives horror

My people are swept over.

In the wings of violence

My land encroaches to war

Fighting, killing, maiming, raping

Hear war sing freely to us.

In the wings of violence

I hear innocence moan,

In the wings of terror

I see generations groan

Look deep and yonder

Leadership is terrorism.

Religion has beheaded us

Politics has bewitched us

Hatred, falsehood, fallacy, dogmatism

Hey! I fear now and tomorrow!

COLD WAR

We are at war

We are barely alive

They pounce on us raw

We are halfway dead.

A cold war so loud

The world is busy

So busy that we are insignificant.

The world is on

On, ongoing with activities

The world is on its wings

As we oscillate on swings.

Leadership is no more fair

Friendship is now a nightmare

Partnership is cruelty

Relationship is wickedness,

The world looks the other way,

As we dive and plunge into the abyss

Head on collision with death.

A cold war, within and without

Gold, hold, sold, fold, told and untold.

MY GUARDIAN ANGEL

True love from above

Flying like a dove

Divine wings 

Holy rings,

Spreading purity and trinity.

My real hero

Lifting me from zero

My pure strength

Guarding me at length.

Dependable and reliable

Capable and able,

Holding me down

Cleaning my gown.

My guardian angel

My golden apparel,

My Knight in shinning armour

My light in dark humour.

Lily in my valley

Family of my belly

My ally, my alloy, my envoy

Guiding me through the convoy.

Respectful, honest, decent

Godly, homely, humble

Lovely, lowly, my heart;

We can start any art.

WE ARE THE WORLD

We are the world

We live in heaven or hell

We are the world

We live or die.

We support injustice and greed

We buttress selfishness and violence,

We are the world

We do so directly or indirectly.

We preach love but live hate

We sing hymns but drop bombs,

We dance blues but play war,

We are the world

We sink yonder.

Look, we pretend a lot

And cover evil

We coat lies

And bury truths,

See, we are crooks.

We are the world

Except we face realities

Until we become real

Unless we decide to grow

This world would remain hell.

We ink, we drum, we act, we play

We sing, we pray, we party, all in hell

This doom booms

And the gloom, looms

Heed, we are the world

Let us make it a better place.

PROFILE

Ngozi Olivia Osuoha is a Nigerian poet/writer/thinker. A graduate of Estate Management with experience in Banking and Broadcasting. She has featured in over seventy international anthologies and has also published over two hundred and sixty poems/pieces in over twenty five countries.

She has authored twenty three poetry books, and some of them are archived in the United States' Library of Congress.

Some of her poems have been translated into and published in Arabic, Romanian, Russian, Spanish, Polish, Farsi, Khloe, Macedonian, and other languages.

She is also a tailor. Some of her poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net awards.